Abusive Wife

Chapter 213

Noah’s happiness was all written on his face, and he looked at Mr. Charles, smiling easily and freely.

His heart was also feeling warm.

“The world is not a place where every mistake can be fixed, so you must appreciate it this time.

“Of course, this time I will never let Maddie suffer again.”

Noah’s face went serious and said with confidence.

Mr. Charles looked at him and nodded lovingly. He bowed slightly towards Noah and backed off.

Noah watched Mr. Charles leave, then went to the kitchen to warm up chocolate milk for Madeline and carried it upstairs.

He was thinking that she should have done bathing, just in time to have some milk and sleep.

However, he found that the door handle wouldn’t turn as he came to Madeline’s room.

He finally realized that this Little heartless one had locked the door.

Today the children were not at home, besides Mr. Charles, there were only two of them.

Who is this Little Heartless aware of? The children were not at home today, let alone Mr. Charles, there were only both of them in this house.

Damn il!

Noah felt aggrieved and angry but had nowhere to vent his anger.

If he smashed the door, it will definitely wake her up.

Forget about it, don’t want to frighten her again.

No choice but to go back to my room.

Noah thought glumly, took a sip of chocolate milk, and went upstairs.

He felt hot, and still thirsty even though he just gulped the glass of milk,

He poured another glass of water, but it was not curing his thirst.

body temperature rose high, and

out his

“Dylan, are

moment, Dylan was in the guest room of

the ranking, so this time he was bashed

only focus on the match no

then

Wild King game character, ready to gain his reputation in the

he was a top-ranked gamer in Imperia, nothing could stop him to win

“Game on, males!”

our boss here, we are

“Go, Dylan!”

are

started, and Dylan was

himself, would surely work,

be a message of

and finished a

was thrilled to lead his team to win the match

It’s so awesome!

continue to play, he

message from

appreciation gift”?

to

how’s my medicine, the effect

“I decide to name it ‘Blood Pill’, sounds

are you not replying to me,

waited for Noah’s reply,

anxiously and became impatient. He called

phone was

why aren’t you

kind of medicine did you develop for me? I am not

you? Why do you sound so weak, you’re not overindulging, are

ice water.” “The wound seems to be

your wound tore again, it

jumped up and dashed

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